Steve, Dave, Bryan,
This thread has touched me deeply. Not only because of each of your stories, but because that was me for so many years also. Still is to some extent, but I am finding that as I learn to let people into my world and allow myself to be allowed into theirs, that sense of being alone, hurting, and in pain does indeed fade.
There is hope, and it is men like you and the hundreds of other men here that show it to me the most clearly. Thank-you.
Lots of love,
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting 'Holy Shit! What a ride!'" ~Hunter S. Thompson